The King raced through the ferocious shower
His cape desperately covering his newborn son.
Death had claimed its mother in the 9th hour
For Faustus, the battle had only just begun.
To climb the rugged mountain was the hardest test
But it had to be done to reach the mystic oracle
upon seeing Faustus, it asked “ What is your request”
To which he replied, “ For my son, is death probable?”.
The oracle, hidden in the cave, was draped in a black shawl
“ If he dies, a male heir, you will never see.
If he lives, many men,women and children will fall.
Saving requires sacrifice, and you will one day pay the fee”.
“You must decide whether you will put your needs, before your peoples
What you're requesting is really not an easy feat.
Because when your son reaches adulthood, he will see no equals.
He will meet his match, when the sea quivers, upon the arrival of the Spartan fleet”.
“Anything you desire, you shall receive,
Time is not on my side, I am an aged man”.
For hours, Faustus pleaded, no energy to grieve
“Get up. He’s healed. I have revitalised his life span”.
12 years had passed for Faustus’ heir,
Cassius, and he would undergo rigorous preparation
in climate conditions, too brutal to bear
So that one day he’d be fit to rule the Greek nation.
Faustus embraced his son
fearing for his unknown fate in the wild
because when all was said and done
Cassius was his only male child.
Upon seeing his father’s sadness
the boy looked to him and declared
“ When I return a man, I will put an end to this madness
No enemy within Greece will be spared”.
Unsettled by his words, his father stood with concern
The words of the Oracle, rang through his ears, as his cities fate became unknown.
Unsure of what type of man return would return
and whether he would be fit for the throne.
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